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Welcome to Blissemas Snogs in the Snow! This is where a bunch of awesome writerly folks are sharing festive snogs from their stories to get you in the holiday mood (and hopefully a sexy mood, too! 😉 ) – so please check out my snog, then scroll down and enter the giveaway, then hop back on over to the main site and check out all the other snogs! Have fun!

My snog is from my M/F erotic romance novella, City Nights: One Night in Budapest. The female character, Hermione, is visiting the Hungarian capital in the winter and it’s cold and snowing. You can’t tell that from the snog, but I promise they’re technically snogging in the snow!

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“I will definitely recommend Budapest to people. I must confess, I am only here because I got a good deal, but now my eyes have been well and truly opened. If people are only visiting western European cities, they are seriously missing out. Mind you, they won’t all have such a wonderful tour guide, will they?”

“No,” he replied, slowing the car and pulling over at the side of the road, “they won’t.” Engaging the handbrake and taking the car out of gear, he turned to her with a cheeky grin. “You are very lucky. I don’t take just any girls out for sightseeing trips at midnight.”

Midnight? Shit, he was right, too. A glance at the clock on the car’s dashboard showed it was 23:58. “Wow! I didn’t realise it was that late! Well, they say time flies when you’re having fun.”

Emil nodded, and edged a little closer. “Yes, I think so. And does time also fly when you have the best tour guide on the planet?”

“You’re just fishing for compliments now, Emil,” she shot back with a smile.

“Maybe. Okay, I will settle for a kiss instead, then, if you will let me.”

Let him? Bloody hell, she’d been hoping for a kiss for a good couple of hours, at least. Trying to keep her cool, she bobbed her head up and down. “Yes, Emil, I will let you. I would like it very much, in fact.”

He responded by unclipping his seatbelt, followed by hers. Then, shuffling as close as the centre console would allow, he reached out and slipped his hand gently behind her neck. They’d both removed their hats, scarves and gloves once they got in the car, but his hand was still warm on her skin, sending further heat zinging through her veins.

Slowly, Emil closed the gap between them. Hermione’s heart raced, and by the time their lips actually contacted, it threatened to burst right out of her chest. Fisting her hands briefly to try and get a grip of herself, she then wrapped her arms around Emil’s neck.

His lips were soft and warm, the kiss itself gentle, yet supremely sexy. Emil used just the right amount of tongue—nothing too forceful, or too wet, yet he explored her mouth with a skill and sensuality that made her head spin. His other hand toyed with her hair, sending delicious shivers skittering up and down her spine.

For several long moments, they were lost in each other—their tongues twisting, battling, dancing. Then, before things got too heated, Hermione gently disentangled with a whoosh of breath.

“Phew!” She giggled, and fanned herself exaggeratedly. “That was some kiss, Emil. Look!” She pointed at the windscreen. “We’ve even managed to steam up the windows.”

Even in the dim light cast from streetlamps some metres away, she could see the lust etched onto Emil’s face, and a thrill rushed through her. She felt just the same, felt as though she could clamber right into the backseat of the car and get naked, but she had no intention of doing so. Not when there was a perfectly nice hotel just a few minutes’ car ride away, and the lack of risk of getting caught.

Seeming to shake off his arousal, or at least dampen it down, Emil looked at the windscreen, and laughed. “Yes,” he switched on the ignition and then the heaters, “we have. I had better get rid of that before people think we are up to naughty things in here.”

The tone of his voice told her that he was just as eager to do those “naughty things” as she was, and she had a feeling that she wouldn’t be returning to her hotel room alone that night.

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Welcome back to My Sexy Saturday! This is where writers post either 7 words, 7 sentences or 7 paragraphs from their published work or work in progress. I’m sharing another snippet from my recently released M/F erotic romance novella, City Nights: One Night in Budapest. Enjoy! This will probably be my last week sharing from this book, before I move onto something new.

And the beautiful city had been more than enough of a distraction, in any case.
Fortunately, she spotted a table tucked away at the back, and made for it. Taking the seat beside the window, she returned her attention to the view. Peering up at Buda Castle, perched imposingly on the hill, the funicular railway carrying people up and down the steep incline, she looked forward to seeing the building when it was full dark. Not just the castle, but also the citadel atop Gellert Hill, the Gellert Spa, the Fishermen’s Bastion, and, of course, the Hungarian Parliament building.
In spite of the stunning view, she sighed. Travelling alone hadn’t been the original plan.

Welcome back to Mid Week Tease! Here’s another snippet from my M/F erotic romance novella, City Nights: One Night in Budapest. I hope you enjoy it! This will probably be my last post from this book before I move onto something new.

“Yes, thank you,” he replied, and held a small notepad and pen aloft. “I have come to take your drinks order.”
“Oh!” Bloody hell—she’d been so intent on sightseeing that she’d completely forgotten to look at the menu on the table. “I’m so sorry, but I haven’t looked yet. Do you want to come back in a minute?”
He shrugged. “I believe everyone else’s orders have been taken, so I can wait while you look at the cocktail list.”
“All right.” She flashed an apologetic smile and snatched up the menu. Skimming through until she spotted something she liked the sound of, she said, “I’ll have a Woo Woo, please.”
A little heat infused her cheeks at asking for something that sounded so utterly ridiculous, but Emil didn’t seem to notice. He was probably used to worse. After all, the menu also listed Sex on the Beach, Blow Job, Screaming Orgasm, Quick Fuck and Slippery Nipple as options. Woo Woo was nothing in comparison. She herself shouldn’t be quite so sensitive to the daft names—after all, she spent enough time out on the town with her university friends, who often sipped on cocktails, screaming with laughter as they told each other what they’d got. Hermione usually had drinks with non-embarrassing names —asking for a bottle of cider was no problem at all, even when stone-cold sober.

Welcome back to My Sexy Saturday! This is where writers post either 7 words, 7 sentences or 7 paragraphs from their published work or work in progress. I’m sharing another snippet from my recently released M/F erotic romance novella, City Nights: One Night in Budapest. Enjoy!

“Thank you,” Hermione said, glancing at the man’s name badge. “Emil. I would absolutely like to take you up on your offer.”
He smiled, and she returned the gesture, only allowing the grimace to take over her face once she was out of his view. She was glad of any language barriers at that moment—hopefully it had prevented Emil recognising the blatant double entendre in her words, inadvertent though it had been.
As she emerged into the main space of the tour boat, she worried there wasn’t enough room for her and she might have to share a table with someone else. Not that it would be the end of the world, but over the past couple of days in the Hungarian capital, she’d become accustomed to her own company, even begun enjoying it.